Yesterday's poetry meeting ended.

There are no punches and kicks in the imagination of everyone in Dingyuan City, and there are no caustic words among literati.

In the midst of the smoke...... It's over.

That's it?

Gone?

When someone asked about yesterday's situation, these scholars were silent at first, and then repeated Song Lanyi's words.

When I heard that sentence, the people are "one", and the rest of the peddlers and pawns, whether they are emperors and generals, are all "two" and "three" derived from "one".

Even the do-gooders can't help but fall silent.

At the same time, more readers have a sense of shame that their faces are hot.

They have grown so much age, and they are not as good as a little girl in terms of people's livelihood and governance.

And so it was...... Scholars talk about misleading the country!

When he walked out of the teahouse, the reader who listened to it suddenly remembered what Song Lanyi said yesterday.

These toiling people at the bottom of the ladder have a simple dream.

It's about being well fed and warmly dressed......

When the ghost sent the gods, a scholar suddenly stopped the old man who was carrying the burden and asked, "Uncle, what do you think your ideal is?"

Ideal?

The old man doesn't understand these words.

The two compared several times, and the old man barely understood the meaning of this sentence.

He scratched his head, his mouth grinned, and his dark face was furrowed.

"Ideal? What ideals can we have? My son can't read, so I'll give him a daughter-in-law, give birth to a grandson, or a granddaughter, for them to study."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "My granddaughter also wants to study?"

The old man smiled and said, "Why can't my granddaughter study? I think that little Song girl is a good learner, and a woman can be a pillar of support."

Scholars feel that they are not as good as an old man.

Many people around me are also silent.

Just because ...... Song Lanyi said that it didn't seem to be wrong.

After a long silence, a smile suddenly appeared on a scholar's face, "I want to go to the nearby farmhouse today, do you have anyone willing to go along?"

It has been so long away from the broad mass base that they have even forgotten...... What are the people, what do they want, the people...... What does it look like exactly?

As soon as these words came out, many students responded.

It's not terrible to make a mistake, but it's terrible to make one, two, or even more mistakes in order to cover up the result of the mistake.

Time goes by gradually.

Song Lanyi is still urgently preparing for the fourth level of the Mountain and Sea Mirror, working overtime to study, and by the way, he also pulls the medicine saint to work overtime together.

Whenever he finished taking classes in the dream space, Song Lanyi would continue to take out the classics of the Yin and Yang family and study them seriously.

When the snow fluttered like goose feathers, Shuobei was once again covered with a plain color.

Song Lanyi was still wearing a green dress, crooked on the soft collapse, looking at the flying snow outside the window, while understanding the annotations in the classics.

At this moment, there is a feeling of quiet years.

Apart from...... Song Hanhai is not there.

But you can't be too greedy.

Song Lanyi was already very content.

Looking at the four-entry mansion, the seclusion in the mansion is deep, and the corridor waist is back, this is in the previous life, even if Song Lanyi is sold, it is impossible to buy this kind of house.

At most, he will work as a worker for the rest of his life, and then carry a heavy loan to build a self-built house in the countryside.

The sound of the howling wind was mixed with the sound of snowflakes and ice crystals hitting the window lattice.

Under the eaves, the voice of Steward Wang can still be vaguely heard.

"Oh, pillar, go a little further, you're crooked, crooked! Do you understand?"

"Xiaolian, what kind of rice cereal are you brushing, why is it uneven? This blessing word is uneven when pasted, and it really has your sigh, and you can't even brush a rice paste!"

"Book and ink

, didn't I say you, didn't you read a book with Miss for a while? Why is it that even a blessing word has been pasted down now?"

The little maid named Shumo was a little helpless when she heard this.

"Steward Wang, this word of blessing is pasted upside down, so it is called "blessing". Don't you understand that?"

When Steward Wang heard this, he smiled, but he didn't dare to say anything after that.

It's a pity that the nature is still there.

He was born with a hard-working character, and after a while, he couldn't stay idle and began to chatter.

Song Lanyi listened to it funny in the house.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the door.

When Steward Wang came back, he knocked on Song Lanyi's door with a happy face.

After Song Lanyi agreed, he stepped in and said happily, "Miss, today's New Year's poetry meeting has already sent you an invitation!"

Song Lanyi was silent.

Don't want to go......

What kind of poetry will be Rausch's poetry?

Proper ineffective socialization, with Song Lanyi's homely personality, she would rather lie in bed and read a book.

Steward Wang didn't notice Song Lanyi's silence, and he still looked happy.

He couldn't read the words on the invitation, but when he looked at the red paper, he felt a kind of joy.

Steward Wang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Miss is much more talented than the master. The master has been in Dingyuan City for so many years, and he has never participated in a poetry meeting......

After speaking, Steward Wang saw that Song Lanyi was still lazy, and continued to tempt, "Miss, the poetry meeting in Dingyuan City will be attended by King Ming. You are in the limelight now, and if you don't go to the poetry meeting, it will make people feel that you have lost the face of King Ming."

Seem...... It makes sense.

Song Lanyi held the scroll, turned over with a salted fish on the soft collapse, and sighed faintly, "Uncle Wang, excellent, sometimes it's a kind of mistake."

Steward Wang nodded approvingly.

Not really!

Among my peers, who can be thoughtful and cute, smart and smart?

Song Lanyi was embarrassed by his praise.

She blinked, looking through the window.

The north wind was howling, and the big red lantern in front of the door was swaying.

Song Lanyi could see that he was stunned, and suddenly said, "Uncle Wang, I miss my father and mother a little. You grew up watching me grow up, can you talk about it...... My mother?"

Steward Wang was stunned, "Why did Miss think of asking this?"

"I just want to hear it."

Steward Wang's face was a little complicated, "This matter is a long story......

"Miss's mother used to be the eldest lady of the Xie family's family in Chen County."

Just this sentence made Song Lanyi stunned.

Although the power of the family has been greatly weakened in today's Daqian, the so-called emaciated camel is bigger than a horse.

Compared with Song Hanhai, a thousand-strong commander, the entire Chen Jun Xie family is like a behemoth.

So the question is, how did her father marry her mother, who was such a poor boy in the first place?

It's not that Song Lanyi despises her father, but that's the case.

Song Lanyi didn't need to guess at all, he knew that there was a cat in it.

She combined the various routines brought about by the information explosion in her previous life, picked the most bloody one, and asked tentatively, "Could it be ...... My mother is actually not the eldest lady of the Xie clan of Chen County?"

"How do you know?!"

Today's second update~